Chapter 482 Don’t talk about money, talk about fate

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"deliver an imperial order……"

"Promote Li Shuang (also known as Qianyou) to the post of imperial censor, cooperate with Ma Zhou to establish the Independent Commission Against Corruption, and purge the censorship station!"

After a heated discussion, the imperial censor finally fell on the Li family of Longxi.

no way……

Ma Zhou's qualifications were not enough to hold the post of imperial censor.

Most of Li Shimin's cronies were military generals.

After all, I can only rely on the aristocratic family.

This is Li Shimin's pain point.

Without a noble family, there would be no one to help him govern the Tang Dynasty.

"It's time to go to court."

"For the sake of a censor, why don't you even eat?"

Wei Shuyu muttered...

"..."

When the official in front of him heard this, he turned back to look at Wei Shuyu.

Do you have the nerve to say this?

The people who are the best at delaying the next court are your old Wei family, right?

"am I right?"

Seeing the other party staring at him, Wei Shuyu smiled.

"roll."

The official turned his head and looked embarrassed.

"..."

The old man spits sweet things, is disrespectful to his elders, wanders in his thoughts, destroys the friendship of colleagues, deserts from the court, and does not respect official ethics...

Believe it or not, I’ll give you a copy!

"Retreat!"

Li Shimin stood up and left.

Wait for the ministers to exit the hall one by one.

Wei Shuyu touched his belly.

It's a bit far to go home, so I'd better go find the Supreme Emperor for dinner.

After the advent of stir-fried vegetables, the palace's current food can be said to have reached a higher level.

The courtyard of Da'an Palace.

When Wei Shuyu went to court, the couple accompanied Li Yuan in Da'an Palace.

at this time……

Li Yuan was lying on the case, drawing something seriously.

In front of him, they were looking concave...

Cui Shenji holds a big sword in his hand and looks majestic.

Fang Yiai is holding a folding fan and looks elegant.

"Shenji, can you move the knife to one side?"

Fang Yiai glanced at the top of her head from time to time, trembling.

Shenji's hand trembles like Parkinson's disease.

If this knife falls, will my head turn into a cold melon?

"I think so."

"But didn't the Emperor say so?"

"The drawing paper is only so big...it's turned to the side and I can't draw on it!"

Listening to the two chattering nonsense.

Li Yuan slammed the pen on the case...

"Can you two stop shaking?"

Li Yuan scolded: "How can I draw if you are so shaken?"

"Your Majesty, have you finished painting?"

"We are very tired like this."

Cui Shenji's hand holding the knife trembled, and the knife head seemed likely to fall off at any time.

"What's the rush?"

Li Yuan raised his head and scolded: "Painting requires patience and meticulousness."

"I feel tired just standing, what else can you do?"

What does standing mean?

Do you want to try it?

"Your Majesty, can you stand while we are painting?"

"Asshole!"

"It's your blessing to have me paint pictures for you two!"

"..."

Snap.

Cui Shenji threw the knife away.

"Then I won't paint. Anyway, the Emperor's painting skills are average."

What?

Li Yuan was unhappy.

You can doubt my martial arts skills, but you can never doubt my painting skills!

I have been studying it for eight years!

"Say one more thing, you brat." Li Yuan pointed at Cui Shenji with the tip of his pen and scolded.

"It's just average."

Cui Shenji frowned: "Not as good as those erotic paintings from Wanhua Pavilion."

"That's right!"

Fang Yiai nodded seriously.

Those prostitutes are not very talented in literature, but they are good at seduce the girls of Wanhua Pavilion with their paintings.

Asshole.

Li Yuan's beard trembled with anger.

Dare you say that I am worse than a prostitute?

If I don't deal with you two idiots today, my life will be in vain.

"Bring me my golden cane!" Li Yuan shouted.

"..."

The two guys rushed to the door, pulled the door frame and looked at Li Yuan...

"Your Majesty, you can't be like this."

"I sold your paintings, but they didn't accept them at all!"

Fang Yiai curled her lips: "The highest one is only willing to pay three cents, and that's just for my sake!"

"You fart!"

Li Yuan roared violently and was on the verge of going crazy.

Three pennies?

Damn...

The paper I use is more than three cents!

"I'm not going to lie to you."

"If you don't believe the Emperor, you can try it yourself!"

Fang Yiai said: "If you don't stamp it and don't reveal your identity...it will cost you a few cents."

"Just try it, are you afraid you won't succeed?"

Li Yuan's eyes widened: "If I sell the painting at a high price, I will punish you for deceiving the emperor!"

Anyway, I have nothing to do, so I might as well take a walk outside the palace.

As for the evil beast?

The golden rattan is in my hand, and I have it in the world!

"Then what if you can't sell it, Your Majesty?" Fang Yiai asked.

Li Yuan sneered.

My painting skills are unparalleled, but I can’t sell them?

"If you can't sell it, I will give you a hundred blank seals!" Li Yuan shouted.

Oh ho?

The two goods' eyes suddenly lit up.

Another profitable deal was obtained.

As for the crime of deceiving the emperor?

The Supreme Emperor is reluctant to kill us both.

Bang bang.

At this moment, the two guys got kicked in the butt.

"Which king dares to sigh..."

Looking back, oh, it’s a big pot.

"What are you cats doing at the gate of Da'an Palace?" Wei Shuyu asked.

"The cauldron, it's the Supreme Emperor who is leaving the palace."

"Yes, yes, he wants to do business and compete with the people for profit."

Um?

Is the Supreme Emperor strong enough now?

It seems that the deterrent effect of the golden rattan is quite strong.

"Shu Yu, you came just in time."

As soon as Li Yuan saw Wei Shuyu, he took the initiative to greet him.

He also took out a proud painting in his hand: "How about taking a look at my painting?"

Wei Shuyu unfolded it and took a look...

It turned out to be a picture of a tiger descending from a mountain!

"good, very good!"

Wei Shuyu pointed to various parts of the tiger and said: "The tiger's eyes are bright, the tail is vivid, and the teeth are sharp and attractive..."

"The Emperor's painting skills are simply uncanny and superb. To be able to see such paintings in my lifetime is really a blessing from my previous life."

Wei Shuyu blew loudly.

Just say a few nice words and it's not shabby.

"Um."

Li Yuan squinted his eyes and stroked his beard, agreeing very much.

Then suddenly he said: "Would you like to sell me a hundred coins?"

Snap.

Wei Shuyu simply threw the painting away, turned around and left.

A hundred dollars for a meal?

am I crazy?

"Hey, don't leave?"

"The price of friendship is eighty dollars!"

"Fifty gu cheaper?"

"stop!"

Li Yuan was angry.

He shouted loudly and stopped Wei Shuyu: "How much do you want to spend on this painting?"

Wei Shuyu looked back at the picture of a tiger descending the mountain in Li Yuan's hand...

"Your Majesty, it's not that I don't want to buy it."

"I'm really short of money and can't afford it."

"How about you sell it to someone else?"

"correct."

"Your Majesty, the Crown Prince, the King of Wei... they are rich!"

"Don't say a hundred guan, I promise to sell you a thousand guan!"

"...

Li Yuan opened his mouth.

It makes so damn sense...

Next time you are short of money, blackmail them.

But what I need now is to prove my painting skills!

"Just tell me how much it's worth!" Li Yuan asked.

"Your Majesty, your genuine product."

"You can't talk about money, you have to talk about fate."

"One hundred and eight thousand...ah!"

"Those who are destined will get it!"